my guy is currently blowing things up on his computer. it's sunny and warm. my kiln is sucking enough electricity to to require its own nuclear power plant.

I digress.

our rings are here.

when I tried mine on, I wanted to never take it off. I'm excited about his wife. I'm excited about how real and concrete it will be. it's not some lukewarm maybe; in the eyes of our family, our friends, and our communities in general, we are one. he is mine and I am his.

it's still pretty weird that I am going to have a different name!

I feel kind of silly-- such a girl-- for being so absorbed in this getting married thing. certainly there is more to my life than my relationship status! but right now, something fundamental to my identity is changing. I am deeply flattered by his confidence in our relationship and I hope I can spend our lives giving him no reason to doubt.